Let Me Introduce Myself As Mabel + Moxie's Editor
Nice to "meet" you, now let's go on this crazy adventure called motherhood together!
It's about time I introduced myself. My name is Olivia, I'm 35, and I'm a mom of two girls, ages 2 and 5. In my pre-kid life I was a teacher (as well as a number of other things, including a writer by night), and I've worked extensively with children from kindergarten through high school. I guess by default you could say I'm someone who loves kids, but that would be an oversimplification.
In reality, I think I'm just someone who gets kids. Maybe not all the time and definitely less so with my own children than the ones I taught, ironically. Still, I love getting to know them and figuring out how they think and what makes them laugh. As I've entered the world of motherhood, I've discovered a whole different dimension to this knowing. Unlike the kids who went home after school each day, I have these two little people watching my every move and testing my every limit.
Definitely lots of testing. I'll always remember how my doula told me before the birth of my first child that I should just focus on being a "good enough" mom versus a perfect one. At the time, I didn't get it. In fact, that advice really didn't make sense until my second daughter was born and my first, who wasn't even three, was suddenly throwing the most epic tantrums I'd ever witnessed, (think 90 minutes straight, every item in her bedroom thrown over the baby gate we placed to keep her there).
Now before you jump in and offer me some positive parenting advice, let me stop you. The point of sharing isn't a cry for help. That boat sailed two years ago in my hormonal postpartum exhaustion of figuring out how to meet the needs of two small children simultaneously. Instead, I share my imperfections because I think it's important to be honest that motherhood isn't easy — or as we say here at Mabel + Moxie, it's perfectly imperfect.
Even now, without the hormones and the same degree of sleep deprivation, it is hard. From the stomach flu when it was time to leave for a work trip to a five-year-old who sometimes tells me she wants a different mom (or even more wrenching — she doesn't want to die alone), motherhood can be a struggle. I've missed the sleep. I still miss the sleep. I sometimes fight with my oldest. I have a house to keep clean (or I should say to keep less messy), dinner to make, friendships I'm neglecting, a marriage to nurture, and work that needs to get done.
And, that's the thing. I know you have your own version of all of that too. I also know, only five years into this whole motherhood adventure I have plenty more to learn and worry about. But, I'm sure we also share a similar depth of gratitude and awe that comes with getting to be someone's mom. My life forever changed the moments I first held my daughters and I wouldn't go back to my pre-baby (well rested!) self for anything in the world.
So, if we can agree motherhood is both incredible and overwhelming, inspiring and messy, heart-warming and heart-wrenching, then maybe we should continue this adventure together. After all, knowing we aren't alone is essential to our survival, and a little laughter never hurt, either. Welcome to Mabel + Moxie, a place with humor, honesty, and a smidge of advice, (but only if you're in the mood to click on it!).
Have something you'd love to read about? Have words you'd like to contribute? Get in touch, I'd love to hear from you.